Gu Yunyang did not let the crow land directly.

Instead, he let the crow fly home first, and only after he got home did he take the note from the crow's leg and read it.

Seeing that Huo Yin was only asking if he could provide more oil, Gu Yunyang didn't think much of it and decided to agree.

"To compete with other black markets, we do need some local specialties, such as fermented black bean fish and potato chips."

However, it does not possess absolute competitiveness.

Oil, on the other hand, is something that every household needs.

If I have even a little less oil in my stomach, I get really hungry and end up eating several bowls of carbohydrates.

Why do people eat so much these days?

It's because there's no oil or fat in my stomach.

Gu Yunyang immediately agreed and wrote on the note that he would prepare it within two days.

The main reason is that Gu Yunyang needs to get an oil press from the machinery factory in the base space.

A small oil press can only meet one's own needs, not those of a black market.

Of course, Gu Yunyang didn't plan to provide too much; fifty liters a day on average would be enough.

This is already a very large number.

"If the black market expands in the future, we can increase the quantity then."

After Gu Yunyang finished writing, he fed the crow a vermilion fruit and then let him leave.

Then, Gu Yunyang took out the hot pot utensils and sat down to start cooking hot pot.

"Grassland beef, lamb, goat meat rolls, freshly sliced ​​beef, salmon, shrimp paste... it's just too delicious."

Gu Yunyang prepared a dipping sauce, adding a mixture of sesame paste and peanut butter, and enjoyed his meal.

Over there, Huo Yin and the others had just finished eating when the crow returned.

Huo Yin was secretly excited, although this time it took a little longer, and he was afraid he couldn't calculate the distance.

But it was the contents of the note that Huo Yin was so anxious about.

When he saw the note that Gu Yunyang agreed and said that everything would be ready within three days...

Huo Yin couldn't help but shout.

The monkey knew the outcome just by looking at him, but still asked, "Well? Has the gentleman agreed?"

Huo Yin nodded: "The master said he would procure it for us within three days. From now on, he will prepare fifty liters of oil for us every day. Well, the master said that's about ninety catties."

Ninety jin?

The monkey's heart was pounding.

Although ninety jin is a negligible number for the entire commune.

Even if everyone is very frugal, with a monthly ration of only two ounces of oil per person, the daily oil consumption of the entire commune is definitely more than ninety pounds.

Ninety catties a day is enough to supply this black market.

It's not like the entire commune came to the black market to buy oil.

"That's great. We can keep some for ourselves and share some among the families. The vegetables have no oil, are they even edible?" the monkey complained.

Huo Yin laughed and scolded, "We used to struggle even when we didn't have enough to eat, didn't we? Now you can't stand it just because there's no oil?"

The monkey chuckled, scratched the back of its head sheepishly, and said, "Isn't it hard for me to go from extravagance to frugality?"

Once you've had a good life, who would want to go back to a life of hardship?

Huo Yin frowned and said earnestly, "Monkey, tell everyone not to forget their roots just because they're living a good life. When it's time to do something, when it's time to be proactive, don't be lazy."

I see some of our brothers are starting to slack off. The Master has given us everything he could. The monthly allowance is also quite generous; we shouldn't covet what isn't rightfully ours.”

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

The monkey understood that some people saw that they were running a black market, and that the lion's share of the profits went to those above them.

They didn't even know who was in charge.

But they realized they were getting less.

Of course, this wasn't their own idea; it was because their families were living a good life and they wanted more.